A CROWN OF SONNETS XIV

Blessed are all who have their trust in him:
Blessed ye poor, for Christ shall do you good;
Blessed ye hungry, Christ shall be your food;
Blessed ye weepers, though today seems grim
He'll bless you till the cup o'erflow the brim;
Blessed ye persecuted when pursued:
He will give grace with which to be embrued
And blessing's river in which you may swim.

Blessed with eternal blessings may we bring
Our tribute to the One by whom we're blessed
And may His Name and glory be confessed
By saints of elevated pedigree
Who now, and to eternal ages say,
"I love the Saviour since He died for me!"